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Bishop shrugged.

“I guess that when you have a billion-dollar industry affected by the families at SAU, it’s no wonder.”

“Wait a minute,” Brook said. “What families? What house? What elitists?”

The dean looked at her. “The Hunter House.” He turned to me. “The tip you gave us... it led to a wealth of evidence of wrongdoing. The football games, the parties... hell, even the Winter Ball dinner.”

Brook fidgeted in her seat.

“You found who put those rats in the pots?” Deacon said.

The dean nodded.

“How?” Brook asked, her voice meek and fragile.

“You’d think that your generation would know that there are cameras everywhere now, but... well, these guys didn’t. We have excellent footage of a few of the Hunters’ pledges going into that kitchen and dropping that dead rat in the soup pot. Three surveillance cameras outside show them sneaking in and two cameras inside show them pulling up the cover of the pot, taking a rat out of a plastic bag and dropping it in there... clear as day.”

Brook stared straight ahead, her face pale. “Gross,” she muttered softly.

“Have you confronted them?” Bishop said.

He nodded. “Indeed.”

“And...?” I said.

“Well, they denied any wrongdoing... of course. It was to be expected.” He took a sip of coffee as a satisfied grin came to his lips. “But when we showed them the footage that we had, they were stunned.”

“I bet they were.”

“But these boys think fast. They were quick to point out that it was simply the pledges themselves who’d thought up the devious plan.”

I cocked a brow. “So, they’re blaming innocent pledges who were told what they had to do, probably thought it was all fun and games.”

The dean nodded. “Their tune changed a bit when we asked to see their phones. We’re pretty sure there are compromising messages there.”

Brook gasped but said nothing.

“One of them – I believe it was Oliver Grant – called his lawyer right then and there.” He looked at me. “Of course, they were advised to hold onto their phones until we could get a warrant.”

“An innocent party would have no trouble showing you their phone,” Deacon said.

“Likely,” the dean said. “I can understand that some phones might have... sensitive information unrelated to this... but... yeah, it doesn’t bode well for them.”

Brook sighed with disgust.

The dean turned to me. “Dex Billings swears that you boys here put them up to it.”

“Why the hell would we do that?” I said.

“Exactly,” the dean said.

“So, what’s going to happen to them now?” Bishop said.

“From a legal standpoint, we’re not going to bring any criminal charges just yet. We’re still looking into what happened at the dance studio to see what the connection is. But as far as SAU is concerned, they’re out. Dex Billings, Oliver Grant, and Garrett Oldsman are suspended, as is the House of Hunters.”

“That’s good news,” Bishop said.

“That’s great news,” Deacon said. “Right, Brook?”

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